He remembered arriving at his apartment and leaning over to kiss Chantelle's cheek good night and goodbye, wishing her a safe trip, feeling the softne...s of her lips and then, and then nothing. He could not remember anything after that. He could not remember going upstairs, letting himself into the apartment or getting undressed and going to bed.He remembered the taxi ride. Chantelle, a little tipsy, had drawn herself under his arm and had snuggled into his side. He had liked Chantelle and was. She was wearing a transparent negligée with patching panties. I could clearly see her breasts, nipples, and pubic hair right through the negligée. She said that the kids were at their friends for the evening and went to get the door.I watched the monitors all flash as Tiffany flipped the switch as she entered the bedroom on the other side of the two-way mirror. I had to smile as I recognized my son’s best friend. I knew that my wife knew him too but she didn’t care. She was going let him have. The next day, I opened the door and saw my neighbour’s servant. She was cleaning Vinod’s side of the corridor. I could see that she was crying. I closed the door and went toward Shanti. I had talked with her before. I was not ashamed or anything but that day, I was more than afraid and feeling guilty.I went toward her. She looked at me and said, “Hi”, but that smile was missing. I told her that I was sorry and apologized for not reacting.She told me that she has something to ask and will come. I began thrusting my hips, pushing deep as Marcy raised her ass to meet my thrust. We were in the midst of making love for the first time ever yet we had the timing of a couple who had been together for decades. Her body melded so perfectly into mine. It was as if she were created to be with me and me for her. I pulled out just in time and began to shoot my thick load of cum all over the small of her back. After I finished, I took a lufor and rubbed soap all over it. I fell to my knees and.